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The GeneralMarceline |
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The ThinkersNaydraTitan |
The PoliticiansAraratAxelle Hollis Mae Nashira Serenity |
The WarriorsClarityKaeja Lysimache Starling |
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The TrinketsBelovedCato Cullen Güneşlenmek Isengrim Jigsaw Kazimir Octavius Starscream Yıldırım |
PRIME MINISTER'S DECREE"None." - Leader |
The OffspringDiccon (Cicada x Khar'pern) |
Rules• The Vulcan Peak is where homeless mares come to live as a sisterhood. Stallions may not live here except as captives or companions for the Leaders. • Warriors keep mainly to fighting, Thinkers keep mainly to raiding, and Politicians may do both, neither, or act as diplomats. Members may issue their own battles and raids, but should generally consult the General, Codebreaker or Prime Minister for permission. • All major decisions are determined by vote, but the Prime Minister maintains order within the Peak and has the final say. • Elections for leadership positions will be held every TLI summer, provided the qualifying criteria are met. • You can find detailed information about how the Peak works on the Rules page. |
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Posted on January 20, 2013 at 08:51:49 PM by Skylar
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Skylar’s young mind wanders, her thoughts again turning back to the idea of living amongst these lands. Her hide becoming shaggier and accustom to the cold, her body growing stronger due to the constant perils of this land. Maybe just maybe after she had taken Mouse to talk with her father then she could come back with the grulla mare and become part of the herd. Deciding that she would bring the idea up along the way –if she even convinced her- Skylar realized she needed to focus more on the now than the dreams. Mouse had only just replied, Skylar’s thoughts taking only a mere moment as they went flying through her head. A soft smile plays upon her lips at the mention of snow wondering if this place stayed covered with the white stuff year round. But that was questions for later, she was sent here for a reason and it wasn’t to dilly dally. Her father was waiting for her with or without Mouse. “Although the scenery is lovely, sightseeing isn’t what I came for.” A sigh quickly follows but her golden gaze finally locks upon Mouse as it is her that she must address now. “Mouse, my father wants to talk with you. He sent me to ask your permission to meet him in the Falls.” ooc; sorry for going Moka, if your still in this thread feel free to jump back in. |
Mutt .:. Filly .:. Blue Roan Tobiano .:. 1yr Frost |
Replies:
- searching for an escape - By mouse January 21, 2013 at 11:23:14 PM
- The art of love is largely the art of persistence - By Skylar January 22, 2013 at 02:01:36 AM
- searching for an escape - By mouse January 22, 2013 at 10:03:35 PM
- [x] - By mouse January 25, 2013 at 03:58:53 AM
- searching for an escape - By mouse January 22, 2013 at 10:03:35 PM
- The art of love is largely the art of persistence - By Skylar January 22, 2013 at 02:01:36 AM
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